Wu Sheyue connected the prosthetic leg to the broken part of Ayan's arm and tried to fix it with a bandage.
After she painted the arm with flesh-colored paint, it also had the effect of scars and bloodstains. The joints and joints that are easily exposed are also tightly wrapped with bandages to disguise them as injuries, so that at first glance, they look basically the same as real arms.
However, the all-wooden thing is still too hard and rigid, and there is no soft plastic to match the outer layer. As long as the arm moves, a discerning person can see that the muscles are stiff and cannot stretch.
It was indeed too much to use wood to replace a real flesh and blood body. Wu Sheyue had been making props for so long, and finally for once she couldn't do it perfectly. But she plans to figure out those details in the future. As it is now, she should be able to cope with it for a few days.
After Wu Sheyue finished it, she waved the prosthetic leg in front of Ayan. Ayan looked at the prosthetic hand in confusion, with a very complicated expression.
At this moment, A Li sneaked into the house quietly from outside. As soon as he entered the door, he hurriedly ran to open the secret compartment of the cabinet and stuffed a pile of sealed letters in his arms. Wu Sheyue was not surprised by this.
In the past two days, Wu Sheyue had met several secret guards and learned about many secret passages and secret doors in the palace. Most of the things they did would not deliberately avoid Wu Sheyue, and even some simple external developments and things that they were unsure of paying attention to would be handed over directly to her for her to understand and deal with.
Wu Sheyue felt a little "flattered". After all, Yu Jing gave her such a huge power, which was simply a huge amount of trust - the point is that he didn't care whether he had the ability or not.
However, the secret guards thought it was natural to do so just because Wu Sheyue had Yu Jing's token in her hand. Even though the master never said it directly, these people knew exactly what the token meant after handing it over.
After Ali put away the hardcover letters, he handed some of the plaincover envelopes to Wu Sheyue for disposal. She took it and opened it, and sighed that Yu Jingya was literally alone, without even a dog by her side!
But every time she thought of this, Wu Sheyue would sigh a little more, saying that the one named Wu Meng is really charming. Otherwise, after this incident is over, she should quickly clear up the relationship with Yu Jing~ What if Wu Meng attacks her again? There are two reasons for this. Anyway, Yu Jing's elbow must have been turned inwards.
She briefly checked the letter, and A Li lowered his hands and waited for instructions.
A Li had been prepared to refute the order from the beginning. He thought there would be differences between them. Not to mention Wu Sheyue's ability, after all, outsiders don't understand the master's situation. But he didn't expect Wu Sheyue to understand quickly and thoroughly, and the orders he gave were accurate and effective, so he gradually calmed down.
Wu Sheyue quickly read all the letters. The whereabouts of the assassins who had come before were still within the Longfu Imperial Capital, which verified most of her guesses. However, those people did not take any action after that, and it seemed that their goal had been achieved.
She put the letter down, but the first thing she said was: "Please check the whereabouts of Master Wu Ziyi recently."
"This is a bit difficult." A Li looked confused.
"Is there anything you can't find?" Wu Sheyue waved a stack of papers in her hand in a flirtatious manner.
Yu Jing's spies are all over Longfu, Handi, and even involve Ming Qi (obviously this is just the tip of the iceberg that Yu Jing tolerates her knowledge of). Even if Yin Qiu Ming is dead, clues can be found. After all, this old Taoist priest He's not dead yet, how can he not find anything at all.
After hearing this, Ayan, who was sitting on the bed, smiled bitterly and said: "Third Miss, the master has given you the right to use the secret guards. Naturally, we must accept your orders. But even in the news hall, there are a few who are absolutely Things that can’t be found—this is one of them.”
"Forget it..." After all, the secret guard is not hers, and it is not easy for her to force him. But Wu Sheyue became even more curious. She had not expected that this old Taoist priest was so awesome.
A Li said hesitantly, "Miss Third, the case has been closed at the Zongren Mansion."
"Yes, so fast." Thinking that Ning'er was still in prison, Wu Sheyue was very powerless, "Has anyone been to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
"Wu Jinghua went there once, and there was no one else there. No one should care."
"Because it's me, no one cares about normality." Wu Jinghua's style is really in line with her character~ Even if Ning'er is no longer hers, Wu Jinghua still hates Ning'er for helping her. "Okay, I know what she did. It's okay..."
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"The concubine is here." Changfeng's warning voice came from the window.
When Wu Sheyue heard this, she stuffed the letter under Ayan's pillow. Ayan was looking down at the prosthetic hand and was feeling nervous. Just as he was about to lie down and pretend to sleep, Wu Sheyue grabbed his shoulder and lifted him up.
"Don't sleep, at least have a word with her." Every time the old lady came to visit him, she would pretend. For several days, the old lady would make trouble for herself, leaving her alone to scold him.
Besides, if he doesn't wake up, the old lady may really have to force the imperial doctor to come over for examination.
"..." Ayan sighed and nodded.
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After a while, the old concubine entered the house surrounded by several maids. Wu Sheyue stood aside obediently, hoping that her sense of presence could be lowered.
"Jinglang." The old concubine finally woke up when she saw him, and her haggard and cold face finally melted a lot.
Ayan responded weakly, "Grandma."
The old concubine sat next to A Yan. She looked at the horrible scabs exposed on the quilt, and her heartache overflowed from the corners of her eyes. "This looks a little better. The way it looked before scared me to death."
Wu Sheyue thought to her heart that this old lady was clearly very powerful when she was pinching him. She didn't expect that she would show such a gentle side. Ayan said weakly and softly: "I made grandma worry." His voice was so low that it was almost hard to hear it. Gone.
"Hey..." The old concubine wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, then pressed her hand on Ayan's prosthetic leg through the quilt, and asked distressedly: "What happened this time? How could it be injured like this." Zong The people in the government are also working hard. It has been three days and nothing has been found, but I am anxious to death."
Wu Sheyue and A Li looked at each other, and A Yan said calmly: "Grandma, don't worry, I will find out on my own."
The old concubine did not pay attention to the touch of her hands and shook her head repeatedly, "How can you make me feel at ease like this? Every time..."
Ayan suddenly coughed, and the scar on his chest rose and fell violently, almost tearing open with the movement. The old lady was startled, and suddenly let go and stood up. Zhuer ran over in panic and put a small bottle next to Ayan's nose.
Ayan's cough subsided quickly. The old concubine stood aside and saw him closing his eyes tiredly. She carefully asked Zhuer softly, "How is he doing?"
Pearl said seriously: "Master has lost too much blood. If you sleep more during this period, you will make up for it."
The old lady sighed and nodded, "That's good. It's too hot. Please help him wipe his body more."
"yes."
The old concubine stood for a while longer. Seeing that Ayan had really fallen asleep, she was ready to leave. Her eyes moved around the room, then fixed on Wu Sheyue, and said expressionlessly: "Come out." (To be continued)